Ali Sissotto didn't know what happened to Tang. Of course, he didn't want to know. He is the last iron gate outside the goal. Tang will break through him and the goal will be very dangerous. His task is very simple, that is, to stop the advancement of Tang. The task seems simple, but Ali Sisotto knows that this task is arduous.
Look at the breakthrough before Tang, as if there is no difficulty, he broke through two defenders. This guy, I used to do this often, so that these defenders have no face.
The messy rolling football provided Ali Sissotto with a great opportunity. Ali Sisotto extended his right foot and the goal of his right foot was to roll his own football. When you kick it, the threat is lifted; when you kick it, the goal is safe.
Tang must forcibly adjust his breathing, and he stretched out his left foot. Both sides are at the speed of competition, who is fast, and whoever wins the chance of victory. At this moment, the players in the audience are holding their breath, they are waiting, the result of this speed competition.
In the blink of an eye, Tang's left foot, hit the football in advance, the football changed direction, and rolled to the left side of Ali Sisotto!
The result has come out, and Tang won the victory!
In the eyes of the players of the White Team, there was a look of pride. Tang then took the ball and sneaked into the opponent's penalty area, then sent the football to the opponent's goal. For Tang, they are very trusting. He has done this many times before, and he has been doing very beautifully.
In the eyes of the blue team players, there is despair, how can they be, blocking his footsteps? On this green turf, on the way forward, he has already left everyone for a long distance.
Continuously break through three people and form a single knife!
Tang is absolutely on this turf, the master of the generation. However, apart from Pinto, no one knows that Tang's body has a problem.
Tang is very difficult to control the football under his feet, and the breathing has not been adjusted evenly. But the footsteps can't stop, and Ali Sissotto behind him won't leave him the time to adjust his breathing.
Tang can only quickly adjust the breathing while taking the ball quickly.
What is the problem with the heart in the chest?
Damn waist, what's the problem?
In Tang's mind, this question was continually issued, but no one answered him.
The goalkeeper was ready, and he rushed out of the goal. He wants to use a powerful momentum to suppress Tang, and shake his heart. Even if Tang's heart is in the heart, he will win a chance.
"Shoo! Shoot!"
The white team players said eagerly. Hope in their eyes, hope of scoring. Regardless of the vest that Tang wears in that color, he is the guarantee that the team gets.
Tang is only three meters away from the goalkeeper, his body is center of gravity, suddenly tilted to the left, like a bicycle running at a high speed, at the corner, the body and the ground, forming a very small angle.
Another lightning!
Tang must pass the right side of the goalkeeper's body and fly over. Now the goal is wide open. What Tang has to do is to send the soccer goal to the goal. This action is quite simple at this moment.
However, at this moment, this action is an arduous anomaly for Tang.
Tang's body seemed to have a big problem, and Tang's footsteps began to be messy, and his waist began to harden. In the midst of it, football is beginning to be messy again, and it seems to be getting rid of the control of Tang. This made the team of the white team a bit ominous.
what's wrong?
What is the problem?
They appeared in their minds, and Ali Sisotto's picture of stealing the ball, it is reasonable to say that Tang absolutely should not give him a chance to stretch his feet. At this moment, no one defends him. He is like a drunkard!
Pinto looked at Tang in pain, and muttered in his heart: "God is so unfair, does genius have to endure hardships? But this tribulation is too big for Tang.
Maybe he fell.
Uh... I have not fallen to the sky, but I will fall. Not yet reached glory, it must be extinguished!
God, what do you want to do? "
Tang is definitely his most proud disciple. He even thinks that this is a gift from God. At that time, he thanked God many times in his heart.
However, now looking at Tang, the look of 踉踉跄跄, Pintoli began to blame God.
Tang felt that he could hardly control this body. The messy breathing made his chest ups and downs, without any rhythm, like people who don't understand music, playing the piano, no rhythm at all.
The goalkeeper has already felt that Tang's abnormality, he quickly moved, and hopes to burn in his eyes.
Since you can't adjust your breathing, don't breathe!
Tang stopped the movement of breathing muscles. In an instant, his footsteps were not messy. The left ankle kicked behind the football and the football flew to the empty goal.
The hope that the goalkeeper's eyes had just burned up was rudely stepped on by Tang's left foot and then extinguished!
The worries of the white team players disappeared instantly, like lightning, flashing through!
"Pretty!"
"wonderful!"
"Oh, God, I have to score this way!"
The white team members made an earth-shattering applause. Tang's goal in the game was the most normal thing in the past, as simple as eating and drinking.
They applauded because Tang did not shoot this time. It was too exciting to break through three people and hit the empty door. Before the shot, his body seemed to have problems, but he finally overcome the difficulty and finished the shot.
After Tang's unfinished shot, he squatted on the floor, his heavy waist, so that he could not straighten his waist. His face was pale, his chest was on the hill, and he was constantly ups and downs. The face is cold and sweaty, from the pores, rushing out, with the cheeks. One drop, one drop...fall on the green leaves Blades gently shake.
Then Tang will lie on the turf!
The wet turf, soaked the back of Tang, but Tang never ignored it. Now he needs to rest, even if he is swamp behind him, he will still lie down.
In the past life, the ridicule and sarcasm of the children of the shackles were generally blocked in his chest. He crushed them with his fist. However, now, his chest is really blocked, and he can hardly breathe.
The white team members ran to the Tang dynasty on the turf. They looked at Tang's pale face, his chest was short and there was no regular ups and downs, and they seemed to have found the problem.
"Don, what's the matter with you?"
"Don, do you want to take a break on the sidelines."
At this time, Pintoli quickly came to Tang. The pain in his face is even worse, as if he can feel the pain of Tang. Pintoli sighed and said: "Don, you should rest."
The game was interrupted and other players were surrounded.
Tang opened his eyes and looked at the angular face of Pinto, smelling the taste of concern. There is still sorrow in the concern. Why is he sad? Does he know his situation?
It is now in the game, where there is no reason to retreat. Damn body!
Tang tried to adjust his breathing and sat up from the turf. He said to Pinto: "Coach, I am okay!"
Pintoli said: "The body is important."
Tang asked: "Coach, do you know that I have a problem with my body?"
Pintoli nodded and the faces of the players began to change. They finally knew the reason.
Tang frowned and asked: "Coach, tell me, what is wrong with my body?"